I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 267 - 122. Teaching the Underclassman and Physical Training, Natsuki Kuri and Fukaeri Have a Secret_2

Chapter 267: 122. Teaching the Underclassman and Physical Training, Natsuki Kuri and Fukaeri Have a Secret_2

"Alright, alright, I got it." Fujiwara Reya covered her forehead with a damp towel and gently patted her cheek, "Affection level -1-1-1, right? I know, just go to sleep."

The damp towel on her forehead felt soothingly cool.

But the spot where the marble hit still hurt, and her head was spinning.

"Asuka wants to go back to Tokyo..."

"Being willful here won’t work."

"I don’t want to..."

"Alright, do whatever you want. You can say what you like, but whether I listen or not is another matter."

"Senior..."

"Hmm?"

There was no response for a long time.

Looking down, he saw the girl asleep, her lips slightly parted.

The sound of cicadas waafted over with the wind from afar, and her small face looked delicate and soft in the flickering shadows, with tear-streaks still at the corners of her eyes.

At 2:55, the ruthless Fujiwara Reya pinched her awake.

"Mmm~"

Kasahara Asuka rolled over and off his lap.

She looked at the ceiling, then at the sky outside the window, and finally turned her unfocused gaze toward Fujiwara Reya, with an "I don’t care what you do to me, I won’t resist" look of resignation in her eyes.

Fujiwara Reya ignored her and went to the kitchen to fetch a basin of water.

"..." Kasahara Asuka sniffled, lying motionless on the floor.

"What kind of physical training do you want to learn?" Fujiwara Reya asked, grabbing her ankle and soaking it in water, gently washing the dirt off her feet, "Swordsmanship, archery, or maybe martial arts?"

Kasahara Asuka stared at the ceiling, "I want to die."

"Should I fast-forward for you?" Fujiwara Reya carefully scrubbed between her toes, "Do you need to die in style or not?"

"I don’t want to die anymore." Kasahara Asuka’s big eyes rolled around a few times, and she tilted her head to examine him, "Girls’ feet shouldn’t be touched casually!"

Fujiwara Reya tickled her soles, "It’s not the first time."

"...Hmph!" Kasahara Asuka, ticklish, curled her toes and pulled her legs back.

After washing her feet clean, Fujiwara Reya carried the water back to the kitchen to dispose of it, while the little troublemaker shouted after him, "Drink Asuka’s foot wash, and I’ll forgive you!"

Saying such a thing proved her vitality was slowly coming back.

"I’m not interested in drinking water, maybe next time you can soak some milk tea with your feet for me." Fujiwara Reya laughed and, after disposing of the water, returned with a clean towel.

Kasahara Asuka sat under the dining table with her knees bent, hugging them.

Underneath her reddish skirt, delicate half-exposed feet tapped the floor with their toes.

"Crying like a little kitten." Fujiwara Reya knelt down, holding the back of her head with one hand, and wiped her face with a towel, "But this look suits you, if you slack off again tomorrow, I’ll make you cry again."

He rubbed her wonderfully soft cheeks firmly and removed the towel.

Her clear and tender face, rubbed red by the towel, puffed cheeks silently voicing their complaint.

It was 3:00 PM, and the sound of cicadas came from outside the window, while footsteps echoed in the corridor, indicating that the others had awakened from their nap. Kasahara Asuka turned her head, looking at Fujiwara Reya with eyes pleading for mercy, "I don’t want to train, the sun’s too strong, I’ll get tanned..."

"No way!" Fujiwara Reya smiled kindly.

Kasahara Asuka immediately closed her eyes and lay down on the floor, playing dead.

"Here’s the deal, let’s negotiate..." Fujiwara Reya bent down and whispered to her, "Aside from training, listen to me, with anything else, I’ll listen to you, alright? Of course, just don’t make our seniors and the two mothers angry."

"Yay!"

The girl who had just closed her eyes immediately jumped up with excitement.

She bounced around the dining room for a while, then leaped in front of Fujiwara Reya and waved her little fists with a "Ho ho ho," "Fujiwara Reya, you’re doomed!"

Mrs. Kasahara walked into the dining room and immediately saw her younger daughter’s energetic demeanor.

"What’s up with Xiangxiang?" She curiously asked Fujiwara Reya.

"I just washed her feet," Fujiwara Reya replied with a smile.

"I want Mr. Fujiwara to help wash my feet too." Mrs. Kasahara looked at her younger daughter with feigned envy, her eyes gentle and affectionate.

Beside them, Mrs. Hoshimi glanced slightly worried at her daughter, as Hoshimi Rinko gave a graceful but slightly unhappy smile.

"Let’s go, we’re off to the beach," Fujiwara Reya said, taking the lead and grabbing the weighted sandbags he had prepared for everyone.

Kasahara Asuka hopped out, her steps light like a little rabbit.

The resentment from forced training had temporarily dissipated, and now the little troublemaker was full of ideas on how to put all her thoughts into practice on her senior.

They changed into athletic clothes and stepped onto the snowy white beach.

At three o’clock in the afternoon, not a cloud in the sky, the sun still fiercely baking the stone walls of every household.

"I think we might get heatstroke." Mrs. Hoshimi shielded her eyes with her hand, looking at the sparkling sea, the metal ring on her ring finger occasionally flashing in the sunlight.

"Let’s drink some water first," Mrs. Kasahara kindly suggested.

Among them, she was the most relaxed. Not having to train, she lounged in a deck chair under the shade, sipping iced soda from a small cooler and eating honeydew melon chilled just right.

"Mr. Fujiwara..." Mrs. Hoshimi looked at Fujiwara Reya pitifully, as if she had suffered some great grievance.

Beside her, Kasahara Asuka hid behind her mother, refusing to go out into the sun.

"Let’s start when the sun’s not so harsh..." Fujiwara Reya rubbed his forehead, utterly helpless.

To have women who care about their looks train under the blazing sun was indeed a bit much, he realized his oversight. Moreover, it was clear they were currently in a "reluctant learning" state, he couldn’t very well pin down both the senior and the senior’s mother and spank them like he did with Asuka... although the thought was quite tempting.

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